A few years ago my husband and I went on a trip to Lake Como, Italy. Besides being beautiful, Como had once been the center of silk industry in the world, a plus for me the fabric lover. When we visited the information kiosk, we found out that there was a silk museum on the outskirts of Como. We hiked over to the address where we found a tall brick fortress. We walked around the building and found no entrance, no sign for a museum and no person to ask. But as we stood by the back gate, a truck drove up and the gate slid open. Without thinking we scurried in after the truck. The gate closed behind us. Oh brother!

After wandering around the grounds for a while we saw a gardener and communicated that we were looking for the Museo Seta. He pointed down a ramp and there was the museum. Luckily it was open and the English- speaking docent happily gave us a tour. At the end we decided to buy something in the gift shop. I saw a Fruit Tart scarf, and knowing I'd never find anything like it again, I decided it would be the perfect souvenir.

I never had the right place to wear the scarf, so it sat in a box unused . . . until WJIF decided to make aprons. I showed it at a meeting and was told by several members, "Do not cut up that lovely scarf!" I ignored their advice, cut the scarf, dyed some ribbon for the binding and made this apron, a good remembrance of our silk adventure.

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